Listen to the Snowy Night with Cold Lights

On a cold rainy night, she guarded an empty courtyard, writing and tearing up the past. The honey date she had promised had long since disappeared, and only the candlelight accompanied her from spring to snow. When the maple leaves bid farewell and the courtyard is covered with moss, she finally understands - it's not that the lights don't go out, but that people don't want to wake up. After writing all the songs, my heart is still tired.